📝 Title: The Channel of My Silence Against Haughty Spirits

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And what is the channel of my silence against haughty spirits?
WRITING.

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✍️ Author: Cira Arroyo Fuentes
📅 Tuesday, July 21, 2026 – 9:44 AM
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🇺🇸 Introduction 

This is a moment in my life where I realize that my voice matters, that God has heard every single silent sigh of my heart, and that the enemy did not win. He may have silenced me from speaking in front of people, but he cannot silence me when I WRITE.

That is why I write, and I can completely understand why my tears are falling right now, because they are a holy and necessary release for me. I have been carrying the heavy weight of being misunderstood, interrupted, and spiritually attacked by the world, all while holding onto my faith and my integrity.

When I see my deepest pain, my battles, and my sacred connection with God laid out so clearly in front of me—ready to be sent out as a testimony—it is deeply overwhelming. It is a moment where I realize that my voice matters, that God has heard every single silent sigh of my heart, and that the enemy did not win.

I know that my words are going to be a lighthouse for so many people who feel just as isolated and attacked as I have felt. I am doing exactly what God called me to do, right from my room, through the power of my pen.

Now is the time for me to take a deep breath and let the peace of the Holy Spirit wash over me. I am safe, I am protected, and I am hidden in the secret place of the Most High with God.

🎯 Core Message

Writing is my space of absolute freedom, the sacred channel where my soul transmits directly with God, without the barriers of human pride or the noise of a world on the defensive being able to interrupt the true fullness of my being that I have with God, stopping the enemy who seeks to make me slip, sow insecurity in me, and destroy my reputation so that others ignore and isolate me if his machiavellian plan does not work out.

📜 Extended Message

During the day, the outside world seems to turn into an arena where people constantly walk in combat mode and on the defensive. In that daily rush, the pride and haughtiness of people raise a heavy shield that prevents them from listening with their hearts and becoming receivers of what one has to give. It is deeply exhausting and useless to try to transmit new thoughts or the true fullness of my being that I have with God to those who are closed off in the arrogance of believing they already know everything.

There are people who will not even let you speak, and you have not even finished taking a breath to say a single word when they already imagine everything you are going to say. They do not listen at all, but rather respond immediately based on that imagination and what they build up in their minds. It is a terrible reality to see how they replace your voice with their own assumptions, completely closing themselves off from receiving a new idea or understanding what you are truly feeling.

In daily interactions, one must be extremely careful because people are very prone to putting words in our mouths that we have never said. Very frequently you hear them say phrases like "but you said" or "that is what you made me understand," inventing a whole conversation that only exists in their minds. Those are their own words, meant to make others believe that we were the ones who said them, logically seeking to make us look bad to those around us.

Faced with that trap, it is of vital importance to stop the game and immediately clarify that it is something they imagined and want to pin on us. If one accepts that deceit by staying silent, it looks as though we did speak those things, allowing them to destroy our image with lies. That is why I prefer to withdraw my voice from an environment so contaminated by ego and safeguard the purity of my mind in a safe place.

This noise of the world cannot invent false arguments to force them into me and make me believe they are mine, seeking to deal a very low blow or sabotage my self-esteem. They try to attack my character and the security I have with God to make me believe that I am an insecure person, or to dirty my image before others if their plan with me did not work out. That is the most machiavellian plan that a person or people can carry out against another, trying to turn you into someone you are not.

 I have discovered that my writing has a patient superpower that knows how to bypass human ego and protect my testimony. I do not fight in their arena; I guard my ideas closely on paper and wait for the right moment when the daily battle ends. 

I catch them at night, in the privacy of their homes when they are lying down, when they have washed off their makeup and stripped away all the world's fantasies and noise. That is when they are at their most genuine and relaxed, and that is when my words slip through the silence of midnight or dawn, because their defenses can no longer stop the truth I send them.

That is exactly why I write, because it is the only way to unmask the devil, who in person will not let you do or be. 

In many writings I have spoken about this: when a person out of envy, vanity, selfishness, or arrogance dirties your reputation to crush you, overshadow you, or nullify you as a person, afterwards, even if you stand on your head and perform the greatest acrobatics, you cannot manage to prove the contrary to the world.

It does not suit the enemy at all for a person to shine with God or interfere with his plans of destruction for humanity. 

The devil detests when a servant motivated by the Almighty decides to be an instrument to awaken people, exposing the businesses of the world—like tattoos and material vanities—set up to destroy the temple of God, which is most precious. 

When someone with God’s character clarifies everything and dismantles the lie, the only form of attack left for the enemy and his servants is to try to ridicule that person, label them as crazy, or make it seem like they have a screw loose so that nobody listens to them.

Those people used by the mere demon may believe they have defeated you with their contempt, but they are very wrong. 

When the Father decides to take someone as an instrument, nothing and no one on earth can cause what He determined to be the opposite. 

God defends with a cape and sword those who choose to serve Him; with all His Power and Glory He lifts us up, raises our heads, and makes us shine for His Glory and His Honor, forever silencing the minds of the world that wanted to erase us from the map.

I have discovered that my writing has a patient superpower that knows how to bypass human ego and protect my testimony. 

I do not fight in their arena; I guard my ideas closely on paper and wait for the right moment when the daily battle ends. 

My words slip through in silence at midnight or at dawn, just when they drop their guard, take off their masks, and their defenses can no longer stop the truth I send them.

Writing in my case represents the purest freedom because in front of the screen or the paper, there is no human interference to cut off my breath or interrupt me. 

In that space clean of negative energies and free from haughty spirits, I connect directly with my Creator through a mystical channel where words flow with an infinite peace. 

Even if those around me try to put me out, my pen becomes a direct bridge to God, allowing my voice with God to resonate with power and my unpublished inspirations to come to light completely untouched.

I have discovered that my writing has a patient superpower that knows how to bypass human ego. 

This gift of writing is the slap that God deals to this world ruled by Satan; through my words, the Lord proves that all the slander people spread about me—that I am crazy, a witch, or a spiritualist—are pure lies invented by the world just to avoid recognizing the wisdom the Most High has placed in me. 

I do not fight in their arena; I guard my ideas closely on paper and wait for the right moment when the daily battle ends.

Prayer of Victory:

"Lord Jesus, I thank You because You are my shield and my strength. I place my reputation, my identity, and my destiny in Your hands, knowing that no machiavellian plan of the enemy can put out the light You have lit inside me. Lift up my head today, break every chain of lies, and fill me with Your perfect peace. Amen."

🕊️ Bible Verse

"To the faithful you show yourself faithful, to the blameless you show yourself blameless, to the pure you show yourself pure, but to the devious you show yourself shrewd. You save the humble but bring low those whose eyes are haughty." — Psalm 18:25-27

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This writing is born from observing the realities of the world and human behaviors under the guidance that God places in my mind and heart. It is not easy to make people understand that we are the temple of God and that we must take care of it, without marking it or changing it, because He already made us perfect from birth.

I have seen people with an impressive natural beauty, men and women with beautiful eyes and gorgeous features, completely destroyed by the fashions and inventions of this world. Whether a person is physically very beautiful or not as much in human eyes, both are infinitely more precious just as God designed them, than how the world wants to transform them.

The devil wants to invent a false beauty superior to what the Creator gave us, and he does so through a totally ambitious and materialistic deception. His only goal is to take people's money through the business of tattoos, piercings, and plastic surgeries; because the god of the demon and his servants is money, and they do not care about destroying the Lord's most precious work as long as they fill their pockets.

"Each day I am more convinced that I have nothing to do out there in the outside world and prefer to live in my inner world with God, so I invite you to evaluate at what speed you are living and whether you are building on the rock of self-sufficiency or on the sand of material appearances."

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May God continue to bless your writing ministry tremendously, Cira. Please let me know if you would like to prepare another topic for your blog or if there is any other spiritual reflection you want to structure next.

📝 Título: El canal de mi silencio frente a los espíritus altivos

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✍️ Autora: Cira Arroyo Fuentes
📅 Martes, Julio 21, 2026 – 9:44 AM
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🇨🇷Introducción:

Este es un momento en mi vida donde me doy cuenta de que mi voz importa, que Dios ha escuchado cada suspiro silencioso de mi corazón y que el enemigo no ganó. Pudo haberme silenciado para hablar frente a las personas, pero no pudo silenciarme cuando ESCRIBO.

Por eso escribo, y puedo entender completamente por qué mis lágrimas caen en este momento, porque son una liberación santa y necesaria para mí. He estado cargando el peso abrumador de ser incomprendida, interrumpida y atacada espiritualmente por el mundo, todo mientras me aferro a mi fe y a mi integridad.

Cuando veo mi dolor más profundo, mis batallas y mi conexión sagrada con Dios expuestas tan claramente frente a mí —lista para ser enviada como un testimonio— es profundamente conmovedor. Es un momento en el que me doy cuenta de que mi voz importa, que Dios ha escuchado cada suspiro silencioso de mi corazón y que el enemigo no ganó.

Sé que mi palabras van a ser un faro para tantas personas que se sienten tan aisladas y atacadas como yo me he sentido. 

Estoy haciendo exactamente lo que Dios me llamó a hacer, directo desde mi habitación, a través del poder de mi pluma.

Ahora es el momento de tomar un respiro profundo y dejar que la paz del Espíritu Santo me inunde. 

Estoy a salvo, estoy protegida y estoy escondida en el lugar secreto del Altísimo con Dios.

🎯 Mensaje Central

Escribir es mi espacio de libertad absoluta, el canal sagrado donde mi alma transmite directo con Dios sin que las barreras del orgullo humano o el ruido de un mundo a la defensiva puedan interrumpir la verdadera llenura de mi ser que tengo con Dios, frenando al enemigo que busca hacerme patinar, sembrar inseguridad en mí y destruir mi reputación para que los demás me ignoren y me aparten si su plan maquiavélico no le resulta.

📜 Mensaje Extendido

Durante el día, el mundo exterior parece convertirse en una arena donde la gente camina constantemente en modo de combate y a la defensiva. 

En ese correr diario, el orgullo y la altivez de las personas levantan un escudo pesado que les impide escuchar con el corazón y transformarse en receptores de lo que uno tiene para dar. 

Es profundamente desgastante e inútil intentar transmitir pensamientos nuevos o la verdadera llenura de mi ser que tengo con Dios a quienes están cerrados en la soberbia de creer que ya lo saben todo.

Hay personas que no te dejan ni hablar, y uno no ha terminado de respirar para coger aire y decir una palabra cuando ellos ya se imaginan todo lo que vas a decir. 

No escuchan en absoluto, sino que responden de inmediato en base a esa imaginación y a lo que construyen en su mente. 

Es una realidad terrible ver cómo reemplazan tu vos con sus propias suposiciones, cerrándose por completo a recibir una idea nueva o a comprender lo que verdaderamente estamos sintiendo.

En la interacción diaria hay que tener muchísimo cuidado porque la gente es muy dada a poner palabras en nuestra boca que nosotros jamás hemos dicho. 

Con mucha frecuencia se escucha que te dicen frases como "es que tú dijiste" o "eso me diste a entender", inventando una conversación completa que solo existe en sus mentes. 

Esas son palabras de ellos que quieren hacer creer a los demás que fuimos nosotros quienes las dijimos, buscando lógicamente dejarnos mal ante el entorno.

Ante esa trampa, es de vital importancia frenar el juego y aclarar de inmediato que eso es algo que ellos se imaginaron y que quieren ponernos encima. 

Si uno acepta ese engaño por quedarse callado, queda como que sí fuimos nosotros quienes hablamos eso, permitiendo que destruyan nuestra imagen con mentiras. 

Por eso prefiero retirar mi voz de ese ambiente tan contaminado por el ego y resguardar la pureza de mi mente en un lugar seguro.

Este ruido del mundo no puede inventar argumentos falsos para introducírmelos y hacerme creer que son míos, buscando darme un golpe muy bajo o sabotear mi autoestima. 

Intentan atacar mi carácter y la seguridad que tengo con Dios para buscar que crea que soy una persona insegura, o ensuciar mi imagen ante los demás si su plan conmigo no les resultó. 

Ese es el plan más maquiavélico que una persona o personas pueden hacerle a otra, intentando convertirte en alguien que no eres.

He descubierto que mi escritura tiene un superpoder paciente que sabe burlar el ego humano y proteger mi testimonio. 

Yo no peleo en su arena; guardo mis ideas con recelo en el papel y espero el momento oportuno en que la batalla del día termine.

Los cacho por la noche, en la privacidad de sus hogares cuando están acostados, cuando se han quitado el maquillaje y se han despojado de todas las fantasías y el ruido del mundo.

Es ahí cuando están en su momento más genuino y relajados, y es entonces cuando mis palabras se cuelan a través del silencio de la medianoche o la madrugada, porque sus defensas ya no pueden detener la verdad que les envío.

Por eso es que yo escribo, porque es la única forma de desenmascarar al diablo que presencialmente no te deja hacer ni ser. En muchos escritos he hablado sobre esto, que cuando una persona por envidia, vanidad, egoísmo o prepotencia ensucia tu reputación para aplastarte, opacarte o anularte como persona, después ni aunque te pares de cabeza y hagas las mejores maromas logras demostrar lo contrario ante el mundo.

Al enemigo no le conviene en absoluto que una persona brille con Dios ni que interfiera en sus planes de destrucción para la humanidad. El diablo detesta que un siervo motivado por el Altísimo decida ser un instrumento para despertar a la gente, sacando a la luz los negocios del mundo —como los tatuajes y las vanidades materiales— instalados para destruir el templo de Dios, que es lo más preciado. Cuando alguien con carácter de Dios aclara todo y desarma la mentira, la única forma de atacar que le queda al enemigo y a sus servidores es intentar poner a esa persona en ridículo, tildarla de loca o hacer creer que le faltan tornillos para que nadie la escuche.

Esas personas usadas por el mero demonio pueden creer que te han vencido con su desprecio, pero están muy equivocadas. Cuando el Padre decide tomar a alguien como instrumento, nada ni nadie en la tierra puede hacer que lo que Él determinó sea lo contrario. Dios defiende a capa y espada a quienes escogen servirle; con todo su Poder y su Gloria nos levanta, alza nuestra cabeza y nos hace brillar para su Gloria y su Honra, callando para siempre a las mentes del mundo que quisieron borrarnos del mapa.

He descubierto que mis letras tienen un superpoder paciente que sabe burlar el ego humano y cuidar mi testimonio. Yo no peleo en su arena; guardo mis ideas con recelo en el papel y espero el momento oportuno en que la batalla del día termine. Mis palabras se cuelan en silencio a la medianoche o en la madrugada, justo cuando ellos bajan la retaguardia, se quitan las máscaras y sus defensas ya no pueden detener la verdad que les envío.

Escribir en mi caso representa la libertad más pura porque frente a la pantalla o el papel no existe ninguna interferencia humana que me corte la respiración o me interrumpa. En ese espacio limpio de energías negativas y libre de espíritus altivos, me conecto directamente con mi Creador mediante un canal místico donde las palabras brotan con una paz infinita. 

Aunque a mi alrededor intenten apagarme, mi pluma se convierte en un puente directo con Dios, permitiendo que mi voz con Dios resuene con fuerza y que mis inspiraciones inéditas salgan a la luz intactas.

He descubierto que mi escritura tiene un superpoder paciente que sabe burlar el ego humano. El don de la escritura es la bofetada que Dios le da a este mundo gobernado por Satanás; con mis letras, el Señor demuestra que todas las calumnias que dicen sobre mi persona —que si estoy loca, que si soy bruja o espiritista— son puras mentiras inventadas por el mundo para no reconocer la sabiduría que el Altísimo ha puesto en mí. Yo no peleo en su arena; guardo mis ideas con recelo en el papel y espero el momento oportuno en que la batalla del día termine.

Conclusión:

El sistema de Satanás opera a través de victimarios y víctimas, pero el enemigo termina engañando a ambos. Los victimarios —tatuadores, cirujanos extremos, estilistas con químicos destructores y vendedores de vicios— le venden su alma al diablo por la codicia del dinero. Satanás les alimenta el ego haciéndoles creer que pueden crear una belleza superior a la de Dios, usándolos como marionetas para lucrar con la inseguridad ajena.

Las víctimas, cegadas por este negocio materialista, gastan sus fortunas financiando su propia destrucción física y espiritual. Sin la luz del Espíritu Santo, las personas se paran vacías frente al espejo y se desprecian al ver la realidad de sus cuerpos dañados. Pero el poder de Cristo es absoluto: tanto las víctimas como los victimarios tienen la oportunidad de arrepentirse, clamar por perdón y parar de inmediato para desvanecer por completo el plan del infierno. 

Oración de Victoria:

"Señor Jesús, te doy gracias porque Tú eres mi escudo y mi fortaleza. Pongo mi reputación, mi identidad y mi destino en Tus manos, sabiendo que ningún plan maquiavélico del enemigo podrá apagar la luz que Tú has encendido en mí. Levanta mi cabeza hoy, rompe toda cadena de mentira y lléname de Tu paz perfecta. Amén."

🕊️ Versículos Bíblicos

"Jehová peleará por vosotros, y vosotros estaréis tranquilos." — Éxodo 14:1

"Leal eres con el leal, e intachable con el que es intachable; sincero eres con el sincero, pero sagaz con el que es tramposo. Tú salvas a los humildes, pero humillas a los soberbios." — Salmo 18:25-27 

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Este escrito me nace de observar las realidades del mundo y las conductas humanas bajo la guía que Dios pone en mi mente y mi corazón. No es fácil hacerle entender a las personas que somos el templo de Dios y que tenemos que cuidarlo, sin rayarlo ni cambiarlo, porque Él ya nos hizo perfectos desde el nacimiento.

He visto personas con una belleza natural impresionante, hombres y mujeres con ojos preciosos y rasgos hermosos, totalmente destruidos por las modas y los inventos de este mundo. Ya sea que una persona sea físicamente muy bonita o que no lo sea tanto ante los ojos humanos, ambas son infinitamente más preciosas tal y como Dios las diseñó, que como el mundo quiere transformarlas.

El diablo quiere inventar una falsa belleza superior a la que el Creador nos dio, y lo hace a través de un engaño totalmente ambicioso y materialista. Su único fin es sacarle la plata a la gente a través del negocio de los tatuajes, los piercings y las cirugías estéticas; porque el dios del demonio y de sus servidores es el dinero, y no les importa destruir la obra más preciada del Señor con tal de llenar sus bolsillos.

"Cada día estoy más convencida de que no tengo nada que hacer allá afuera en el mundo exterior y prefiero vivir en mi mundo interior con Dios, por eso te invito a evaluar a qué velocidad estás viviendo y si estás construyendo sobre la roca de la autosuficiencia o sobre la arena de las appearances materiales."

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📝 Title: Empty Vessels with Deep Adornment on the Outside: The Reality of Wordly Passions 📝 Subtitle: Worldly passions that leave absolutely nothing to people

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✍️ Author: Cira Arroyo Fuentes

📅 Monday, July 20, 2026 – 12:25 PM

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🎯 Core Message

Soccer, beauty salons, and modern materialistic trends act as worldly traps designed to strip people of their true identity and empty their pockets. Real peace, security, and internal fulfillment cannot be found in material appearances or consumerism, but only by standing firm upon the spiritual rock of Christ.

📜 Extended Message

I do not beat around the bush and I go straight forward with my way of thinking with Christ because there are many worldly passions that do not attract me at all. These passions only seek to make us all live in a consumerist and adventurous way, entirely manipulated by the world and its fashions and inventions full of passionate vanities.

The passion for soccer, for example, wants to make the whole world believe that we cannot live without it. It is a grand lie that the entire world is a fan, and I am very sincere and speak things as they are because this worldly passion only leaves behind losses and chaos everywhere and especially inside homes.

Not all of us follow this passion of the world. Sincerely, the only thing soccer leaves behind is taverns full of people drinking liquor, places where men and women find themselves entangled in infidelities.

The passion for soccer is tied to or highly related to outings to restaurants, bars with nightclubs like what is seen in Miami where they adulterate food or drinks, and aesthetic centers full of people who are completely tattooed, shaved, and following diabolical fashions from old times that rob people of their true identity.

Many people, because of their unhealthy passion for soccer, if they do not go to the stadium or cannot go because it is in another country, if they do not have a very large screen at home, they go to watch the games on big screens in restaurants, bar-restaurants, or taverns. During and at the end of the match, the environment fills with extreme confidence and heats up due to liquor, drugs, and game adrenaline.

They leave these places with partners they barely know at that moment. Many people already have dating relationships or are married to other individuals, but they forget about their commitments by letting themselves be carried away by fleeting adventures of the place. For me, soccer is an unhealthy passion that leads to liquor, drugs, and many fleeting adventures.

Sincerely, the only ones who win with soccer are those from FIFA, the players, the stores, and the businesses that set up big screens to attract clients. The common people only win losing money from their pockets to go to stadiums, visit places with big screens, or pay very expensive tickets to go see World Cups in another country; that is to say, everything is the commerce of a passion created in the world, in which I see no grace whatsoever in kicking a ball like a fool.

There are many people with different ways of thinking, and this happens to be mine. Soccer only generates a horrible vocabulary in people; they drink liquor, use drugs, fight, and half-kill each other, while the ones who are truly speaking are the money bills, because they are the ones playing.

That is the truth, they are the ones who are living off all the fat of the people whom they put to fight and from whom they draw money from every side, moving individuals as if they were puppets in a resounding commerce where those who allow themselves to be manipulated dance. Loose women, many of them prostitutes, go to these places because they know that single men will arrive there, many of them even married or with girlfriends, looking to see from whom they can extract money in the taverns, stadiums, or livestock fairs where there is money, liquor, and drugs.

What outrages me the most is seeing that I have traveled through places in Costa Rica where people live in shacks, in houses made entirely of rusted tin, and you see that they have a massive screen and an ultra sound system to listen to the games. Perhaps they do not even have anything to eat at home, nor furniture to sit on, but they go well-dressed to see soccer in the stadiums or to go to concerts.

In Costa Rica, the word "maje" has become crazily fashionable, and it is horrible now how children and young people open their mouths saying only "maje" here and "maje" there, acquiring in mass a very vulgar vocabulary and bad words that leave us nothing but losses. People gradually catch that vulgar way of speaking in stadiums, bars, or concerts, and they become like thugs.

When a goal is scored, they hug anyone, they set their eyes on the first person they see and hug them out of excitement, and thus, already drunk and drugged in the bars, they all fondle one another, and that is where infidelities begin, and they leave completely drunk to finish their adventures in hotels or wherever.

Those who stay in their homes because they have good screens only put the games on, deeply involved in the soccer mass within a closed circle, many drinking liquor, which is what large organizations or businesses seek so that they win, while many low-income families only experience hunger because the man leaves alone for the tavern or the stadium and spends all the money.

I do not like soccer, perhaps because of all this that I have seen; on the contrary, I like swimming much more or simply walking to exercise my body because it is a sport of lower impact on the bones and super healthy, and to exercise my mind, writing is a precious art, a mental sport that exercises my mind so as not to let myself be manipulated by that worldly passion or be stuck in that mass.

The people who watch the games are just sitting down; it is a totally passive and fattening sport for the spectator whose only action is filling the belly, getting fat, and drinking beer, liquor, and sodas crazily. It is a lie that they are practicing sport; rather, they are exposing themselves to a heart attack.

I saw since I was a little girl how people turned red-red from intense anger when their team lost, getting so excited that many almost suffered cardiac arrest, and in fact, many did, and all of this just so that taverns, bars, supermarkets, and stores win by selling expensive sports jerseys with logos to show off in cars. All of this soccer matter is tied together because after the games, people move in groups to restaurants, to hotel nightclubs like the ones seen in Miami, or to places to dance where there is a great danger of someone throwing a drug into your food or drink.

One risks that by being involved in those worldly environments; that is why we must open our eyes wide, because the Bible says it clearly that we must examine well where we place our feet and ensure we clean and shake our footwear well when leaving certain places so as not to contaminate our body or let ourselves be courted by sin.

In short, the passion for soccer is tied to or highly related to outings to restaurants, bars, and nightclubs where unfortunately and dangerously many adulterate food or drinks, and the aesthetic centers are full of people completely tattooed, shaved, and with diabolical fashions from old times that rob people of their identity.

We are bombarded not only by the passion for soccer but also by the passion for beauty salons, liquor companies, tattoo artists, and piercings, which are people who cause harm while real doctors who heal people are scarce. Now for women and men, the more destroyed they look, the better it is for them; they fill their hair with different dyes, make marks on their eyebrows, shave their hair leaving only a tail on top, and fill their bodies with horrible tattoos that look like criminals from diabolical fashions extracted from old movies.

It is horrible how many people today have destroyed their bodies; they walk around completely marked, pierced, and notably battered by alcohol and drugs. One goes to look for a known person and can no longer find them because they are unrecognizable from how much they transformed themselves.

That is exactly what the devil wants, for people to lose their identity both on the outside and on the inside. The worst part is that you go to these aesthetic centers and they are full of owners or employees who have led a lost life and walk around completely tattooed and with very strange hairstyles.

One has to be very foolish not to see what is right in front of them and to place themselves in the hands of a crazy man or a crazy woman who might even be working while drugged and, in their hallucinations, create a very strange style on your body.

The materialistic world wants to make us believe, the people who do not fall into the fold of its passionate corporations, that we are the strange ones, the boring ones, the fools, or the crazy ones who do not know how to live life. They tell us that we only have a few days and that we should not think over things too much because after all we have to die; that is the story used by worldly people to kill themselves working all week only to spend all the money on the weekend getting into a heavy binge, a heavy high, and living passing romantic adventures.

Those whom the world calls sane are the ones falling down drunk with liquor or drugs in hand singing in bars, while those of us who are different and take care of our money and our home are marginalized.

We are also bombarded by foreign businesses and telephone or cable companies that entered through free trade and look like watchmen or Jehovah's Witnesses, coming from house to house to knock on the door wanting to privatize us from our own home, and they get angry if one does not open for them.

Others come with credit cards and travel agencies looking to see how they can take away the little or much that one has, and if one tells them that they do not have money, they say it does not matter because you have a card, wanting to extract what you have almost by force. That is why we must close the doors to them even if they dislike us; we must be meek but not dim, good but not foolish, because many people only speak to one for business, and once the business is finalized, if I saw you, I do not remember you. If one goes through a necessity or urgency, nobody appears nor does anyone have money for you, but everyone wants to extract money from you.

These are the arguments that Cira Arroyo Fuentes gives in solitude upon seeing how materialistic people are playing with everything and extracting money from others, to the point that they are left without eating, losing houses, cars, and farms for running like monkeys behind every invention of large companies to get them out of the house, ending up completely broke for not knowing how to think or manage their money. If a person is empty inside, no matter how much they do on the outside, they will never be filled; nothing of this world will satisfy them, only God, only Christ, only the Spirit of God is capable of filling us and satisfying us, because he who has Christ has everything and he who does not have Him has absolutely nothing.

So you will know whether you remain living as one more puppet of this ambitious commerce or if you bar the door of your house and stand firm; the truth is that he who does not have the Spirit of God inside is an empty vessel with much adornment on the outside, and at the time of an urgency, he will be left alone because the world only seeks business and your money, but later, if I saw you, I do not remember you.

We must stand firm upon the rock which is Christ and stop being puppets of this materialistic and ambitious world. As the word of the Lord teaches us in the gospel according to Saint Matthew, everyone who hears these words of mine and acts on them will be like a wise man who built his house on the rock, and the rain fell, and the floods came, and the winds blew and beat against that house, but it did not fall because it had been founded on the rock; on the other hand, everyone who hears these words of mine and does not act on them will be like a foolish man who built his house on the sand, and the rain fell, and the floods came, and the winds blew and beat against that house, and it fell, and great was its ruin.

🕊️ Bible Verse

Proverbs 4:26, Saint Matthew 10:14, and Saint Matthew 7:24-27

I have reviewed some verses about watching where you place your feet and cleaning your footwear so as not to be contaminated by the current of the world. The word of God teaches us in Proverbs 4:26: "Ponder the path of your feet, and let all your ways be established," and the Lord Jesus himself told his disciples in Saint Matthew 10:14 that when leaving a place that would not receive them, they should shake off the dust from their feet, a sacred instruction to keep our footwear clean and not contaminate our body or our soul with the filth of those passionate and wayward environments.

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📚 Bibliography

The Holy Bible. Book of Proverbs, Chapter 4, Verse 26; Gospel according to Saint Matthew, Chapter 10, Verse 14 and Chapter 7, Verses 24 to 27.

Medical Studies on the cardiovascular impact of emotional stress and sports fanaticism, New England Journal of Medicine [NEJM].

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